Never Leave My Side.

Gerard and I sat on the couch, staring at each other for what seemed like hours. I put my head down and smiled self-consciously as Gerard stared into my eyes. God, he was so cute. Gerard tucked a strand of my hair behind my ears that had fallen into my face. I wanted to tell him that I loved him, but now would be too soon. I watched as his eyes flickered down to his lap, then back up at me. He was so kind and gentle--except for when he had me up against the wall as we made out. He was unpredictable. At first, I think he's just friendly and nice, then we're sharing a passionate kiss in the park. Next thing you know, I'm his boyfriend. And he's mine. First, I think he's gentle, next thing you know, he's roughly shoving me up the wall as we made out. I came in closer to him, wanting to feel his warmth. I took in his warm scent and sighed. God, I loved this. I wanted to stay like this forever. I stared up at him and giggled.
"What's so funny?" he asked.
"I can't believe I'm yours," I replied.
"And I'm yours," he stated.
I nuzzled my head in his neck, right below his chin. Everything was going perfect. That was until I heard the unmistakable sound of my mother's voice on the phone--Right outside the front door! Then came the rattling sound of the turning doorknob. Oh shit.
"Gerard, follow me upstairs," I whispered. "No time to explain just go." Gerard must have heard the urgency in my voice because he bolted up the stairs, right behind me, trying his best to keep up.
I grabbed Gerard's arm and basically threw him into my bedroom.
"Frankie?" came the sound of my mother's voice from downstairs in the living room.
"Stay here." I whispered to Gerard. He nodded in response.
I ran downstairs. "Hi, Mom." I tried to sound cheerful. "You're home early."
"Um, no, I'm pretty sure I'm on time," she assured me. "You're father should be home from work in an hour."
Oh shit. I really did spend hours with Gerard. It was already five o'clock.
"Well, why did you call me down?" I asked.
"Just seeing if you were back from your friend's house."
I groaned. She almost gave me a panic attack for that? "Okay, mom. I'm going back to my room."
"Okay, sweetie."
Sure, my mom may seem nice, but she is so unaccepting. Just like my dad. I ran upstairs to meet Gerard in my room. There he was, sitting on my bed, beautiful as ever, waiting for an explanation.
"Look, Gerard. This may be a little complicated." I explained. "You see, both of my parents are homophobic. That's why I haven't come out to them yet."
"Should I leave?" Gerard asked.
"No, stay. I'm not supposed to have anyone over. My mom will see you and get mad," I protested. "And you can't crawl out the window, because the drop is too far."
"Then what do I do?" Gerard asked, clearly concerned.
"Well, my mom stays up pretty late, and she'll see you if you go down there. So... I got it!" I gasped.
"What?"
"You could stay the night!"
"I don't know, Frank."
"You don't really have much of a choice," I reminded him.
"You're right," he sighed. "But then that means I get you all to myself," Gerard said seductively.
"Woah, slow down. My mom's downstairs, remember?"
"Fine," he said, a little disappointed. "But can I still kiss you?"
"Definitely," I said, beaming.
Gerard tackled me onto the bed.
"Shh!" I whispered, but still laughing.
Gerard grabbed me by the hair and pulled me in, making our lips collide. I parted my lips, inviting Gerard's tongue into my mouth. He tasted sweet. He ran his rough hands all along my body restlessly. What did I do to deserve such an amazing person? I moaned into his mouth, causing him to squeeze me tighter. He pulled away and straddled me on the bed grinding his hips into me, causing me to whimper and moan. I remembered I had to stay quiet so I put my hand over my mouth to muffle the sound. Gerard was just being too hot. I couldn't help myself. I grabbed his hair and claimed his mouth. He stroked my neck and chest, his warm, sweet breath applying heat to my neck. Just then, I heard a knock at my door. Talk about great timing.
"Frank, you in there?"
Oh shit.
"Gerard. Closet. Now." I commanded, pointing to my closet door.
Damn. Mom had caught me. I think. I certainly hope not.
"Yes, mom?" I asked innocently while opening the door a crack.
"Dinner's ready." she simply said.
There was no way she didn't hear us. But the look on her face said that she just assumed I was jacking off or some shit. Gross, mom.
I ran downstairs and grabbed my dinner, serving myself extra helpings for Gerard, before going back upstairs to my room to eat. I finished my share before giving the rest to Gerard. Gerard ate what he could and set the rest aside.
"I just wanna kiss your pretty face all day," he growled, crawling over to me. He then pounced like an animal, tackling me and attacking my face with kisses.
I giggled and kissed him back. We both rolled over until we fell off of the bed and onto the floor. We lay there in a heap, laughing. I looked at him lovingly, as he returned the same love filled, but sleepy glare.
"Gerard," I said.
"Hmm?"
"I think I'm in love with you."
"Me too."
I snuggled close to him on the floor beside my bed, tired. I inhaled Gerard's warm scent one more time before drifting off to sleep.

Notes

Too graphic for PG-13? It's not smut so it doesn't count as too graphic in my book. ;) I'm thinking of changing this to NC-17 and maybe writing a few smutty chapters. What do you guys think?